Since Facebook and Twitter, I have literally abandoned this blog. My thoughts have become brief cliches, innuendos, quotes, devotionals and a whole lot of copy and paste.
Okay, okay, I'm over that... or maybe I will just multi-task.
Any-who, my son and I went to a skate night hosted by his school. I haven't been roller skating since I was in middle school, and my son, he is new to wheels completely. Needless to say, me and my lil dude were excited to hit the rink. Now, even after getting to our destination I STILL hadn't concocted a plan on what to do once the skates were on. I was rusty and the kid was clumsy, not the perfect combination.
Fast forward, now two stooges on skates, he's flaying around like a loose noodle while I'm maneuvering my balance to hold the both of us up. It was a sight to see, indeed, yet it will not appear on Youtube. It took us about 15 minutes to make a complete circle on the rink. I tried to coach my tiny first timer, he was hot, frustrated and fighting back the tears. I parked him on the side lines because all I could think about was rolling solo to be strong enough to hold him up.
It hurt my heart to see my baby boy so frazzled and angry, he fell with every inch forward, and with every inch, he got right back up to keep going. I was concentrating so hard on a plan to make sure we both enjoyed the experience , that I didnt even realize my own progress. After titter tottering to obtain my balance in the beginning, I was now gliding with a bit more ease.
With that, I went over a pulled my youngest to his feet. "Come on, you cant learn if you dont try".
My attempt at trying to teach something I hadn't practiced was an epic fail. I thought we were the only two that rode over in the car, just him and I, I later learned we unknowingly brought fear with us.
The first timer was afraid of falling, both his actions and reactions proved that. Me, I became anxious, helpless, and unbalanced all instruments created when "fear" tags along.
When I let go and left him to stumble, fall, and try again by himself...the evidence of success showed up in fears place. We both did better solo. But, then again growth only takes place
individually.
I fell more than I want to admit. My son taught me that embarrassed and emotional always get back up and keep pushing.
Skate Night with my son was more than showing up to support his school it was learning how you can quickly remove fear from the building by the actions you take. My lil dude worked confidence and determination and I learned to let go.
From now on we Roll, Bounce, Succeed. Keep in mind that the commas mean you might fall before you get to the next level. It's all a part of the process though.
